Hibiscus Moon

Nan Pu said: "I kill you, it has nothing to do with love and hate Fengyue, it's just because someone wants to buy your head."

"That... really disappointing." Lord Rui's eyes dimmed, and then brightened like stars in an instant, "So what? As long as I can die by your hands, no matter what the reason is."

"Why?"

"Love is painful in this world, you know it best, I can't get your heart, can't I use another way to make you remember me forever?"

"Just for this reason?"

"Ge Shengmengchu, vines grow in the wild. Yumei dies here. Who is it? Alone! Summer day, winter night. After a hundred years, return to his home...Mengchu, no matter what your name is, you will always make people so sad."

"Really?" Nanpu waved his hand violently and cut his throat.

Lord Rui opened his mouth, blood poured into his throat, he was unable to make a sound, his eyes were still frantically looking at Nanpu, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"My name is Luo Yi now." Nan Pu said.

It had been a long time since he had felt sad, not now, and never would, including the name.

Even after Prince Na Rui died, the enthusiasm in his eyes never dissipated.

Nanpu cut off his head and brought it back to the Brahmin. The master asked, "How can a person smile when he dies without resting his eyes?"

Nan Pu said, "Perhaps this man is a lunatic."

The door owner smiled after hearing this, the laughter was a little weird, but he didn't bother to think about it.

He learned more killing skills in Brahmin, and his attacks became more and more ruthless. He is the number one killer among Brahmins, and he has never missed a kill.

Only once, he missed.

When the sect master told him that the person to be assassinated was Ying Tianchang, he didn't have any extra thoughts, he became a killing machine, killing anyone was not killing, even if that person was Ying Tianchang.

However, Ying Tianchang's martial arts are so unpredictable that he deployed them carefully for several months, but finally failed.

When everyone was killed and Ying Tianchang slapped his heart with a deadly palm, he didn't have a trace of fear, instead he felt very peaceful and closed his eyes peacefully.

The slap didn't come as expected, he opened his eyes, met an angry blue eye, and was knocked to the ground by a slap in the next moment.

"You dare to kill me! Who gave you the courage to be ambitious! You want to kill me!"

Ying Tianchang was furious, he punched and kicked him, the angry roar quickly attracted other people, they looked at each other, looking at Nanpu covered in blood, no one made a sound to stop him.

All the people in Xiangsi Building know that Ying Tianchang dug his own eyes to save Nanpu. Eyes can easily see through all the secrets of the world, but Ying Tianchang used one eye to renew Nan Pu's life.

Now, Nanpu came to assassinate Ying Tianchang.

Heartless and ruthless, he became the number one killer of Brahmins and chilled everyone's hearts.

Ying Tianchang gradually lost his strength, he looked slumped at Nanpu in the pool of blood, the man's dark eyes were without ripples, he stared blankly at the stars all over the sky, the stars reflected in his eyes, like the sparkling light in dead water.

He suddenly felt that all the boiling anger was swept away by a wave of sadness. He fell in love with such a person, and this person was created by himself. . .

He trembled and covered his empty eye sockets, feeling something hot, whether it was tears or blood, the pain spread from there, and suddenly rushed into the atrium, the pain made him unable to straighten his waist, and he didn't even have the courage Looking at the man again, he could only run away in embarrassment.

Nan Pu looked at the panicked back, even though he had Ying Tianchang's eyes, he still couldn't understand this person.

He was sent back to the small courtyard where he used to live, healed his wounds, but was imprisoned by Ying Tianchang.

He responded to Tianchang and said: "What you want is a body without a soul. Isn't it just as boring everywhere, I still don't understand, you have always hated me so much, why didn't you kill me, why didn't you let me go?"

Ying Tianchang's face was stiff, his jaw moved, and his blue eyes suppressed anger. In this world, there is a kind of love that cannot be expressed.

He said, "I have paid off what I owed you, but what you owe me is much more than that!"

So, the days went back to the past, Nanpu could only stay in Xiangsilou, he had the blood of Xiangsilou on his body, and he was also the ghost of Xiangsilou after death.

That person played and sang in front of him every day, and had sex every night, the only difference was that the rouge and soft woman turned into a man with firm features, but for some reason, Nanpu always felt that those people's features were somewhat familiar.

But he really, never felt heartache anymore, instead he would have fun together, but Ying Tianchang was furious, and killed all the men who made fun of him with his backhand, and asked him how many people he had had fun with, Nan Pu thought about it, and said he couldn't remember Cleared up.

When he was a killer, there was never a shortage of beautiful women with money. He experienced the days of singing, drinking, warm fragrance and soft jade, and thought that if he still had the heart, he might like it very much. Therefore, the beauties sent by the door master, he never Not rejected.

Ying Tianchang's face changed instantly, became pale and ferocious, grabbed him and asked, "Why? Why can you be happy with others, but..." But what?Can you still imagine that he has a heart and a heart?

Nanpu really said: "The days without feelings are good. The past five or six years have been the most painful life in Xiangsilou. Now I am very satisfied. If you are not happy, you will kill me."

"you..."

Ying Tianchang's chest heaved violently, and the only thing left was a glint of sadness, that faint blue brilliance, like the deep sea that could never be reached.

He looked at Nanpu for a long time, but finally he was defeated and fled.

In the days of captivity, the feeling of being covered with dust like an utensil came back again. He was empty for too long, and the animal nature in his body was fermenting. He wanted to kill people, so he killed people. Does it count as a violation of Xiangsilou's ban?

Sure enough, many people wanted to kill him, but Ying Tianchang still said that many years ago: If you want to kill Nanpu, kill me first.

But Nanpu was completely imprisoned, with iron chains on his hands and feet, and locked in a small room.

Ying Tianchang refused to let him die, so he went on a hunger strike.

He said: "Either kill me or let me go, I will no longer belong to Xiangsilou."

Every time Ying Tianchang left angrily, that single blue eye looked so lonely and desolate on his resolute face, as if he had experienced thousands of years of wind and frost, and thousands of years of sadness.

In the end, Ying Tianchang let him go.

The condition is that he cannot return to Brahmin again.

He had nowhere to go, so he went to the Devil's Cult. He heard that the people in the Devil's Cult were all vicious and murderous. Maybe he could go there and be a killer.

He met Buyue as he wished, and also became the killer of the Demon Cult, but here is different from the Brahmans. Like Buyue, the people of the Demon Cult are pussies that are tough on the outside and soft on the inside. They are still a group of flesh and blood under the banner of wicked There, he witnessed Buyue's ruthlessness and passion. When a person loves another person, he can be ruthless enough to kill that person, but also passionate enough to die for that person. The human heart is really a wonderful thing.

He suddenly thought of Ying Tianchang, and suddenly seemed to understand something, at that moment, he felt his heart beat suddenly.

But he is heartless and ruthless, it must be an illusion.

Buyue and Xia Yunfeng were sticky and entangled with each other every day, he stayed aside and watched with cold eyes, it turned out that such a scene of two people being happy in love.

Perhaps it would be good to stay in the Demon Cult forever.

Until one night, the left eye that did not belong to him suddenly ached, and the pain disturbed his brain, as if the whole eye had been gouged out, he tried his best not to make a sound, but his whole body was trembling, he was crying, covering his eyes. Looking at that eye, looking at the wet hands, I don't know whose tears it is.

On the second day, it was heard that the Acacia Tower was destroyed overnight, and Ying Tianchang died.

He listened expressionlessly, not feeling sad, but the left eye was still aching, he was heartless, he would no longer worry about the life and death of that man.

His heart was already empty, but his body was out of control. He left the Demon Cult that night and went in the direction of his blood.

He can't escape.

What flows in his body is the blood of Xiangsilou.

This is the curse of his fate.

He felt like his sky was falling down.